Well, school starts in exactly two weeks. Reminder, must call the grove tomorrow night for ritual next week. Other than that, things are going well. The 3 terrors are settling into the new flat quite nicely and now it is somewhat networked (thanks to my Scotsman, who wants to walk all over my house with his computer). Also, heard a few fab ideas from the moonbird about the photo shoot we’re eventually going to do, loved them, the Scotsman loved them, and I can’t wait to make them real. My mum apologized the other day for making me feel like shit (not sure if I actually mentioned that or not) and I’m not talking to the ex-fiance, though, I haven’t informed him of this fact yet. Then again, what else can he expect he pulls the shit he pulled (this is the fiance I moved here for, for you historically impaired *eg*). At any rate, not much in the realm of thought-provoking, ponderous things to speak of today. Can’t say I’ve been very contemplative lately, and when I have, I don’t have paper near me, much less a computer.

Ok, after much thought (probably more than I should have given to the subject), I’ve figured out what’s bothering me about the whole situation. It’s the fact that I was told how glad a person was that I was this person’s friend, only to be called back seconds later and asked to lie for said person, ‘to protect the privacy’ of said person. Well, first thing wrong with this situation is the fact that said person felt the need to tell me I need to not spread said news around town (like anyone cares about said person’s life anyway), and the fact that said person has forgotten that I won’t lie to get myself out of a situation, what makes said person think that said person is worth lying for when I won’t lie for myself?

why does some news have to tear me down? and why the fuck do i put so much emotion into it? maybe i harbour too much hope for my friends to actually make intelligent decisions about their lives. oh well.

I am now happily in my apartment, enjoyed my parents visiting me, and all that warm fuzzy stuff. The drive to work is longer, but that’s ok. Once I get my internet up and running, then I’ll post more stuff. Just wanted to let you all know I’m still alive. *grin*

Lalalalalalalalala, life is oh so much fun. I survived the weekend of meeting my Scotsman’s dad and step-mother, as well as half-sister. His sister is pretty cool and sticks with the rest of the siblings I’ve met, all very cool. There was something else I was going to write about, but I can’t remember. Oh well, that’s my life lately.

Last night, during dinner, I got to talking about things in my life, only to be told that I’m over-analyzing myself. It’s possibly true, but I’m not quite willing to say that yet. At this point in time, I’m willing to say that I’m unhappy with myself and need some adjustments to be made, starting soon. So, tomorrow I buy myself a sticky mat and start doing yoga before work. That’s just the start of it.